I rescued my baby girl German Sheppy on July 4, 2002. No one knew her real birthdate. She will always be remembered for her unconditional love, her beauty and her pride mostly Her love for Her walks and genius. Her importance to me was that she was my companion. When I was sad she would run to me to make sure she would calm me when I was feeling down. My friends loved her. She would always run to the door when she knew the people who would come to visit...all felt very safe knowing she would be there to protect us. I have her ashes on the living room table and light a votive for her everyday. My love for her will never end. I will someday be with her once again. Gone and no forgotten...